Think of zero recruiting Lu Xiaolai to the discipline inspection department for no reason, and think of the strange behavior of these two people at the pool on Wednesday night. If he guessed correctly, the clothes Lu Xiaolai was wearing that night were zero's. To sum up, Zhang Yu estimates that this suspicious red mark may be left by zero. As for what is the mark, it's worth saying?

If this is the case, if he hurts Lu Xiaolai, it's not against Hu Xu's death!

No, no, he would rather hurt himself than hurt the little ancestor.

Zhang Yusong released his strength, lowered himself and asked tentatively, "Xuemei, are you and zero OK?"

Lu Xiaolai suddenly made a big profit, and the whole person broke away from Zhang Yu. As soon as he broke away, he immediately kicked Zhang Yu around the waist. Zhang Yu didn't notice her action for a moment. He took several strides back to the side, banged against the big column, covered his waist and called "ouch, ouch, ouch".

Today, he was trampled by this cruel schoolgirl.

Lu Xiaolai suddenly lost his will to fight. Standing on the side, he looked at him unhappily: "senior, you don't really fight with me. What's the meaning of that?"

Zhang Yu covered his waist and came forward: "it's just a few moves. There's no need to fight to death, right? That's enough, Xuemei. I admit you and I'll sign for you. "

"Is your waist all right?"

"It's OK. I can take a few more."

Lu Xiaolai turned his lips and took back his backpack from behind the potted plant. He took out dogma and pen and handed it to him. After Zhang Yu signed her name, she returned the steel stick to him.

"Xuemei, when you leave school, you should register in the guard room, and remember to write down the time when you come back. If those uncles ask you all kinds of questions, you can say that I agree with them. Remember to go back to school before the entrance guard time tomorrow, pay attention to safety outside, and come back early if there is nothing wrong. "

"Well, I see."

"Go on, go on, ouch, my waist..."

Lu Xiaolai took the dogma and took a look at his waist: "I have a very good medicine oil at home, which is specially used for treating traumatic injuries. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"A little conscience, at last."

Lu Xiaolai blinked, went to Zhang Yu and poked his finger at his waist.

Zhang Yu immediately howled: "Oh, you little villain, what are you doing?"

"Am I that heavy?"

"It's OK for you to start, but it's really cruel!"

"It's not my fault. I told you to fight hard."

"Blame me, blame me. Don't you want to go home? Go quickly, go early and return early."

"I didn't sign my name at first, but now I want to go. I'm leaving. Take care, senior. "

Zhang Yu waved to her and watched her figure go away a little bit.

Finally, the little ancestor was sent away. He had other things to do.

Zhang Yu twisted his aching waist, clenched the steel stick and walked to the fire passage on the side of the campus.

The big iron gate of the fire passage was closed as usual. Zhang Yu looked at the big iron gate more than three meters high, stepped back a few strides, and the visual distance was almost the same. He sped up and climbed over the iron fence, and the man was on the other side of the iron gate.

"Ouch Zhang Yu squatted with his waist for a while, stood up and patted his old waist, saying, "brother, give me some strength.". He played with the steel stick in his hands for two times, put away all the expression on his face, and walked out with a solemn face.